Mine [Zarry]

One

And there he stood, wind blowing on his face. And even though it was quite cold, he was burning inside. He's seen lots of things he shouldn't have seen. He's' heard lots of things he shouldn't have heard. And also.. He's done lots of things he shouldn't have.

He had no excuse. It was how his life has always be and will always be. He was born to live with a regretful, hopeless life with guilt always somewhere near. He never had a choice. Bless those who do have it. He truly hated those who took his fate into their hands and made the decision that caused him to be where he was now.

He took a few steps back before turning around completely and making his way towards his house. He could hear the happy laughter coming from the inside and he's suddenly lost the need to be in that place. He stopped walking, his painful gaze lifting up to the sky.

It was all dark, with some stars blinking back down at Zayn. He felt his chest get heavy and he needed to get away. He had to do it. And so, he ran off. He didn't want Liam's worried stares, Niall's questioning nudges or Louis' frowns. He hated it so much when they worried about him like that. He just.. He hated it. He hated pity and he knew that even if he didn't come home one night, they wouldn't probably notice. He would be replaced. For sure. He was too moody for them, too cold.

He was getting further and further away from home and the forest was getting thicker. But Zayn wasn't planning on stopping any soon. He wanted to feel free, let the darkness surround him and just feel the calmness around him.

He let out a wild growl, his body getting ready to change into its animal form. Before he managed to jump up though, he's heard a whimper which made him stop right in his tracks. He listened if somebody or something would make the sound again and yes, there it was.

Zayn rolled his shoulders back and then turned to his right, beginning to walk to the place where he thought the whimpers were coming from. He jumped over a fallen tree, kicked away a few branches and got through the bushes. And there it was, a curled up body on the ground, dirty, only in a cloth that barely covered his hips. His hair was long, slightly curly and also very dirty. The raven haired lad tried to approach the body quietly but his foot stomped on a little branch, breaking it which caused the creature to jump up with a whimper.

Zayn was met with huge, piercing green eyes. They were widened in fear, full of sadness and confusion. The lad wasn't sure what to do with the boy on the ground and so he bit his lip, his eyebrows raising once he noticed two pointy ears perking up on the top of his head.

A hybrid. The guy was a hybrid. And he was now sniffing the air, ears twitching in curiosity. Zayn opened his mouth to speak, but he only managed to let out a small huff as he was tackled down onto the ground.

The raven haired boy blinked numerous times in confusion. Then, he heard a whimper and the hybrid boy nuzzled into his neck while holding tightly onto his body. The grip tightened even more when Zayn sat up slowly and the hybrid whined.

Zayn was so confused. He had no idea why the boy was suddenly all over him, whining, nuzzling into his neck.. And oh, was that his tail wrapping itself around Zayn's waist? He let out a small sigh as he put his hand on the hybrid's back. He was probably frightened after being alone in the dark in such place and Zayn might have brought a small spark of hope of being saved.

"What's your name?" Zayn spoke, seeing the hybrid slightly relaxed under his touch. His voice was unusually soft but come on, even though Zayn hated the world and everyone around him, it didn't mean he didn't have a heart. The boy's head quickly snapped up to look at Zayn's face and he let out a giggle.

A fucking giggle. And now, he was grinning like an idiot.

Zayn didn't know what to think. Was the boy not taught how to speak? Did he not understand what he was saying at all? He sighed. That meant he had to go back home, to Liam. Because Liam was smart and interested in legendary creatures, such as Zayn or this boy in his arms.

"All right, don't have to tell," Zayn murmured, almost rolling his eyes, "But I guess I'm taking you to my place, then."

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"Zayn! Where have you-.. Oh."

Zayn was greeted by Liam's yelling which didn't really surprise him much. But the hybrid was frightened. He held onto the raven haired boy for dear life, his face tucked in the crook of his neck.

"Yeah, oh. You're scaring him," Zayn grumbled, rubbing the boy's back as he tried to soothe him. On their way home, the curly haired lad has been wiggling his body in Zayn's grip, desperate for attention and love which was kind of testing Zayn's patience. The was lots of whining, nuzzling, poking and.. well, licking, too. "Look, I've found him in the woods. He needs a bath and a warm meal, for sure," He added as he tried to set the skinny guy down, "And well, he likes me very much already, I guess.."

"You're his hero, I'm not surprised," Louis appeared beside Liam and snickered quietly, "Who would've expected that from out Zaynie?"

"Shut it," Zayn glared at the short lad, "The thing is, I don't know anything about him. I tried asking him stuff like his name or where he came from.. But all I got was licks and giggles.."

Liam looked at the hybrid then, curiosity in his eyes. He was visibly fascinated. "I'm sorry, love, I'm not going to hurt you," he cooed then and the boy looked at him hesitantly. Liam smiled and he mimicked it, "Yeah, it's okay."

Zayn then set the boy down and let him stand on his own. He was surprised to discover that the curly haired lad was actually taller than him. He didn't seem like it before.

"Tell us your name," Louis spoke suddenly, startling the hybrid and making him grab onto Zayn's arm, "Oh come on, don't be so scared."

A long while passed, the four standing in silence until the hybrid swallowed and looked at Zayn shyly. He nuzzled into his neck again, "Harry," he breathed out quietly against his skin and the raven haired lad almost shivered.

"Harry," Zayn repeated, just in case the other pair didn't hear. And Harry giggled again, a huge grin on his face as he looked at him with pure admiration in his eyes, "Nice to meet you, I guess. I'm Zayn. And this is Liam and the shorter guy is Louis."

Liam had an idea as to why Harry was acting that way. A few ideas, actually. Either he saw Zayn as his mate or hero, as Louis said or he really lacked love and care from his previous owners so he was practically bathing in what he was receiving from Zayn, even if it was just a soft voice or a small back rub. Or, it also could be all of that at once.

Liam thought it would be good for Zayn to have someone to take care of. He would maybe start seeing life more positively, maybe he also would become less grumpy. And well, he'd have someone to open up to, someone who loved him truly and deeply.

"All right, then, Zayn, give Harry a bath," Liam instructed, "Me and Louis will cook something, Niall should be home soon, too, so he'd be hungry anyways," he smiled and dragged his boyfriend away to the kitchen.

And Zayn was left with Harry and a task; to bathe him.

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How was it?

I hope it's okay, I needed to write something because my Zarry feels were killing me.

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~Just